Chapter 0108 In the womb, began to travel around the world!
Easily dodge the enemy's fist, grab the enemy's wrist, turn around and deliver a quick elbow strike, severely damaging the opponent's weak spot.
Throw over the shoulder and throw the enemy to the ground. The moment the enemy wants to get up, use a roundhouse kick to hit the opponent's temple with the heel of your leather shoe!
With a gorgeous blow, Duanwu easily sent away another bodyguard of Kid Demel.
This is what the so-called killing technique is. Kill the enemy with every move. Be sure to kill with one blow.
Therefore, true martial arts competition does not exist at all.
What is real martial arts?
The real martial arts is the skill of killing.
And if a martial art cannot kill people and has no lethality, then it only means that the person who created this kind of martial arts is a fool.
Because the root of martial arts is survival and struggle.
Ancient humans created martial arts to hunt more powerful beasts.
In modern times, human beings have developed martial arts for the purpose of war and fierce competition between people.
Therefore, what is displayed during the Dragon Boat Festival is the real martial arts.
"Brother Wei, are you so naughty?"
Just when Kiddemel, the British consul, Wei Zhengcai and others were stunned and dumbfounded, Duanwu made a joke.
Wei Zhengcai grinned. He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. He thought to himself: Are you a monster? Those two people were as strong as bears. How could you knock them down with just a few moves?
No, not knocked down, but dead.
Duanwu showed no mercy because there was no need. He had already warned the other party. What's more, if the other party wanted to win, he probably wouldn't let him go.
So why, if you let me die, I can't let you die?
"Mr. Kiddemel, I think we should discuss it."
After joking with Wei Zhengcai, Duanwu said politely to Kid Demel again.
Kiddemel, who had been frightened for a long time, almost peed when he heard Duanwu's invitation and saw Duanwu's smile.
Don't be kidding, his two boxing champions who paid a lot of money to invite are both dead. How can he compete with Duanwu? I'm afraid even if he goes up, he won't be able to punch Duanwu.
"Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, I don't know any martial arts, so I'm exempt from this, right?"
Kiddemel declined, unless he was crazy and wanted to compete with a monster like Dragon Boat Festival.
"Mr. Kiddemel, isn't this bad? You reject me casually. Don't I want to lose face?"
Duan Wu kept smiling, but suddenly grabbed Kid Demel by the collar.
Kiddemel was almost lifted up by Dragon Boat Festival. He was about to be unable to breathe. He asked for help: "Consul, Mr. Consul,..."
The British consul pretended not to hear. Just now he stopped Kiddemel and he didn't listen. Now that he's fine, why don't you come to beg him if you can't end it? Go ahead and dream!
"Sir, what happened?"
At this moment, Wei Zhengcai's men heard the sound of fighting in the house and rushed in with guns.
Wei Zhengcai was about to explain the situation, but Duanwu spoke first: "Mr. Kiddimmel was bribed by the Japanese to assassinate a senior anti-Japanese general, but I personally captured him."
When Wei Zhengcai heard this, he checked and didn't laugh out loud. This label was too awesome. It didn't matter which country he was from, or what his identity was. As long as he had anything to do with a Japanese spy at this time, it was just one word -
kill!
There is no need for a trial. As long as the word "spy" is mentioned, there is only a dead end. Even high-ranking government officials have no choice.
Otherwise, why would Kong Yang hear the word spy and quickly say that he doesn't know Kid Demel? It's because of this. Anyone who gets involved will die, no one is exempted.
At this time, Kiddemel finally realized that something was wrong and quickly said: "Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, sir, let me say something, let me say something..."
Duan Wu loosened his hand slightly, and Kiddemel took a few deep breaths before continuing: "To show that I am not a spy, I am willing to donate a batch of pistols to the Independence Regiment, which are the new military standard M1911
There are twenty pistols, .45 caliber, two thousand rounds of ammunition, two thousand rounds of ammunition..."
"Less!"
Duan Wu covered his mouth with his left hand, rubbing it back and forth awkwardly, and then squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.
His voice was not loud and others could not hear him at all.
But Kiddemel, who was close at hand, heard it very clearly. He gritted his back molars and shouted: "Fifty automatic pistols and five thousand rounds of bullets."
Duanwu smiled and said: "You still have it."
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Kiddemel was speechless, his mind was filled with regret.
But now there is no way. If he cannot satisfy the other party, then there is only a dead end.
"Sixty-five, seven thousand rounds of bullets. That's all I have."
After saying that, Kiddimmel's whole body softened.
Duanwu let go, and then said to Wei Zhengcai: "Send a few people to follow Mr. Kiddemel to get the gun. If he dares to play any tricks, shoot him on the spot."
"Yes, Brother Dragon Boat Festival!"
Wei Zhengcai responded happily, what else to eat next? He personally escorted Kid Demel to get the gun. It was an American military pistol with a caliber of 0.45. He could shoot the Japanese one at a time at close range.
If it weren't for the tight situation at the front, he would really want to fight for the Dragon Boat Festival.
However, Wei Zhengcai was already very satisfied. At least he, the Dragon Boat Festival brother, did not delve into the matter of the cannonballs, otherwise he would still be unable to eat and walk around.
At this time, Wei Zhengcai led his people away. Only Duanwu and the British Consul were left dining in the restaurant.
Duanwu was eating steak like a gentleman, and the British consul looked at him with a confused look on his face. Judging from Duanwu's proficiency in eating steak, Duanwu had studied abroad for at least three years before he knew how to eat Western food.
Originally, he wanted to teach them how to eat Western food during the Dragon Boat Festival, thereby bringing them closer. But at this time, it seemed that if he did that, it would be just a trick on the class's door.
The British consul asked: "Mr. Duanwu, have you studied abroad?"
Duanwu said honestly: "No, my family doesn't have that condition."
The British consul asked: "What are you doing?"
"oh!"
Dragon Boat Festival reflected on it, it turned out to be the problem of eating steak.
Duanwu replied: "I have been to the United Kingdom, France, Germany, Italy, Spain, Portugal, North Africa, South Africa, the United States, and Java. I have also been to Japan.
North Korea, the Philippines, Laos, Vietnam, India, and as far away as Antarctica...
By the way, have you been to the Bermuda Triangle? It’s very interesting there..."
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The British consul was speechless and thought to himself: You are such a boastful kid. You have been to so many places. I am afraid you started traveling around the world when you were still in your mother's womb.
But the British consul didn't dare to ask? He could only praise: "Mr. Duanwu is well-informed, no wonder he was able to repel many Japanese attacks.
However, what are Mr. Dragon Boat Festival’s plans next?
According to reliable information, the commander of the Japanese Shanghai Expeditionary Force, Matsui Iwane, was very angry about the defeat in this battle and was mobilizing troops to prepare for a full-scale attack on the Sihang Warehouse!..."
ps: I have been writing so much lately that I have a splitting headache. Just stick to it until the weekend. I also have a holiday for books on weekends. Holiday, holiday! In addition, I am very grateful to brothers for their rewards, recommendations, and monthly tickets. Although the subscription is a bit unsatisfactory, it is stable.
It has entered the military bestseller list. These are the results of the support of brothers.
Okay, no more nonsense. In order to repay the support of brothers, the book will be updated four times a day before the weekend! Four updates! Four updates!...